Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

It’s a good saying, “Don’t forgive others if you have reason.”

Cheng Jidian's face turned pale.

Song Lianhe turned back to look at Luo Fubang, "Oh, it turns out it's not just a blinding eye."

"You...she..."

Luo Fubang was so angry that he pointed at Song Lianhe, then said angrily: "Come out."

He walked out of the kitchen first.

Song Lianhe snorted and turned around to help Sister Mi and Daxi up. Daxi held on to her worriedly.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Song Lianhe blinked at her and followed Cheng Guidian in strides without looking at her.

"you……"

Cheng Guitian also wanted to go out, but was blocked by Zhong Shimin.

"Mr. Cheng Qian, please stay."

Cheng Guitian turned around and looked at him with an unkind look, "Chief Zhong, do you have any advice?"

Zhong Shimin threw a scroll to her, and Cheng Guitian opened it suspiciously. After reading it, he said angrily: "Why do you want to depose me?!"

"If you don't obey the young master's order, you can ask him personally."

Zhong Shimin ignored him again and strode away.

"This is impossible! This is impossible!"

Cheng Guidian tore at the scroll frantically and stepped on it under his feet.

Seeing how crazy she was, Sister Mi's Daxi reacted very quickly and hurriedly protected the food in the kitchen, fearing that she would smash it again.

Song Lianhe followed Luo Fubang out of the kitchen, following reluctantly.

Luo Fubang walked a few steps and looked back at her. Song Lianhe looked away directly.

Luo Fubang chuckled twice, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Sooner or later you will suffer a big loss with your temper."

"It's my business if I suffer a loss, I don't need you to worry about it."

Song Lianhepi smiled but said, "Besides, your precious little grandson isn't any better tempered than me, is he? You'd better worry more about him when you have time."

"He can take charge of himself and doesn't need others to worry about him. What about you? What do you do to protect yourself?"

"I have him."

Song Lianhe replied naturally and confidently, "I am the princess he is marrying. If he doesn't protect me, who can he protect? If he can't protect his own woman, he will be laughed at if he tells me."

Luo Fubang snorted coldly, "You are really good at it."

"Haha, rather than saying that I am good at calculation, it is better to say that I am good at marrying!"

Song Lianhe knew clearly that Luo Fubang did not agree with the marriage, so he wanted to blame him for making him unhappy. He deliberately smiled and said: "Who told me to marry the grandson of the Rong Lord of Suibei?"

Luo Fubang looked back at her, chuckled twice, half-closed his eyes and ignored her.

It wasn't until he came to the courtyard that he asked: "What's the picture of sweet potato vines called? Did you draw it?"

Song Lianhe sat down on the stone chair opposite, "You're welcome."

Luo Fubang, "..."

He took a deep breath and asked again in a calm voice: "Can this thing really be used as food?"

Song Lianhe looked at him without changing his expression, "As long as there is no problem with the vine seedlings, I can feed the people of Suibei."

Luo Fubang was shocked, turned around and looked at the girl in front of him intently, "Did you know that if we implement the planting of sweet potatoes, we will have to requisition farmland and switch to other crops, which is very risky. It is tantamount to gambling with the lives of our people in Suibei." .Are you...sure you are sure?"

Song Lianhe smiled: "When you asked me this question, you probably had no other better choice, right?"

Luo Fubang said nothing.

After all, this was a big deal. Song Lianhe didn't beat around the bush with him and said straightforwardly: "What's the yield of wheat and rice per acre? I went to the farmers in the afternoon to find out. The yield per acre is two to three hundred kilograms. This is still a good harvest." time. But sweet potatoes are different. This crop is resistant to drought and high temperature, and the yield per acre can reach three to four thousand kilograms."

Sweet potatoes are not a rare thing in this world. Song Lianhe has lived in the mountains with her grandparents since she was a child. Several nearby villages mainly grow sweet potatoes. She has been exposed to it and understands it.

"How many did you say?"

Luo Fubang's eyes widened when he heard that it weighed three to four thousand pounds.

Hearing Song Lianhe repeat it again, Luo Fubang became uneasy.

He walked a few steps in the yard, looked back at her, and took a few more hurried steps, "Are you serious?"

"It's not easy to verify. Just try planting the vine seedlings first."

"Do you know where to find it?"

Song Lianhe smiled, "You have asked the right person."

Luo Fubang raised his eyebrows, "If you have any requests, just tell me."

She then snapped her fingers and said, "Why don't you say you are the lord of the army!"

Luo Fubang waved his hand, as if he had already seen through her, "Okay, tell me what you have to say."

"I can help you find things, but I have only one request. I want to go home."

Luo Fubang stopped talking.

"No, Old Man Luo, he is also the king of Suibei after all. Why are you so picky? I don't want any gold or silver treasures. I just want to go home. Even this can't satisfy you? Where is your sincerity?"

Luo Fubang sneered, "Do you think I am willing to tie you up here? Look at what you have done to my palace in the past few days since you came here? As for the witch doctor, I can't see it with just your little tricks. Come out? I won’t argue with you!”

"Old man Luo, this is killing the donkey! How many servants have I cured for the palace under the guise of a witch doctor? Why didn't you say I was a coward when I was curing them?"

"That's not...it's not because..."

"Why? Because I am kind and simple, I am bullied by you!"

"Nonsense, who bullied you?"

"Even when I drink a bowl of rice soup, someone knocks it over. There are only a few grains of rice in total. It's my turn because people don't want to drink it. Isn't this considered bullying?" Song Lianhe became angrier as he spoke, "I want to go." Ask Zhou Cangyan, is this how his family treats his princess?"

Luo Fubang's eyes widened when he heard this, "Why do you, a little girl, know how to complain? Isn't it just rice soup!" He suddenly raised his voice: "Instruct the kitchen to make a pot of porridge for her!"

"Yes."

Zhong Shimin came out of nowhere and startled Song Lianhe.

Soon, Zhong Shimin returned to Luo Fubang's side, his graceful appearance like a jade tree was quite pleasing to the eye.

Maybe her gaze was too direct, but even though Zhong Shimin was always calm and calm, he couldn't help but glance up at her.

Luo Fubang's eyes wandered around the two of them, and he just noticed that he, a close bodyguard, was as handsome as the brat in his family.

He frowned, coughed twice, and said, "Anyway, you can't leave Suibei just yet."

Song Lianhe became anxious upon hearing this, "Why?"

Zhong Shimin suddenly said: "This is what the young lord meant."

"Zhou Cangyan?"

Song Lianhe was stunned.

"Yes." Zhong Shimin said, "It was the young master's order to kidnap you to Suibei."

"It's him?"

No wonder she felt strange before. Even if she was suddenly kidnapped here, people from the palace should have come to rescue her, right? Even if the people in the palace don't do anything, the people in the medical clinic should be anxious if she disappears for so long! Sister Cao is the first one to be unable to sit still. By then, my maternal grandparents will also know!

But after so long, no one has been seen from Ling'an City, which already shows the problem.

If these were all planned secretly by Zhou Cangyan, then everything would make sense.